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Tennis Girl ? by: JaneDoeNY
It was spring and I was 15 when my parents died. I didn't have any
other family, really, so I went to live with my good friend Natalie and
her mother in Florida, because she went to St. Joe's, one of the top
prep schools in the country, and the board agreed to cover my tuition.
We had a lot of fun when I first got down there that May, and being
with Natalie really took my mind off my parents' death. She and I both
played tennis, so it was fun playing together, even though I was much
better than she was. I wasn't a very big guy, only about 5'9", 130,
but beating a girl, even one as good as Natalie, was still quite easy
for me, even though I wasn't really that good in competitive varsity
tennis. The other boys simply overpowered me with superior height and
strength. I was worried that I wouldn't even make the squad in the more
competitive Florida environment.
One day I was playing against Natalie and she joked that I should try
out for the girls team come fall, that I would be a big star. I laughed
it off, of course.
"I'm serious, Matthew," she said, approaching the net, "You'd be tall
for a girl, and strong. You'd be a big star. You'd probably get a
scholarship to college, a good one, like Stanford or something."
The idea gave me shivers. Not only was she right, it was also appealing
at some level deep down.
"You could be one of my girlfriends on the team, too," she said
smiling.
I tried to be cool and let the issue drop after that, but it came up at
dinner with her mom sitting there. I was really embarrassed. Her mom,
of course, was delighted by the idea, probably, I thought, because it
meant she wouldn't have to pay for my college if I got a big
scholarship down the road.
"I think it would be fun!" she said. Eventually it boiled down to her
almost demanding that I do it. I felt somewhat obligated because she
had taken me in despite not having that much money. Besides, I found
the idea extremely exciting. I got a little giddy, I guess, and agreed
to the whole thing. I figured what had I to lose -- be a mediocre man
my whole life or perhaps become the woman I was meant to be?
We decided to start the process this summer. By fall, I could be
ready to go for tryouts, and could enroll at St. Joe's as a female.
Natalie's mom scheduled an appointment with a doctor she knew who
specialized in such areas.
Later that week I went to Dr. Shelley's office. She had me strip
down, right in front of Natalie and her mother. As I had been
instructed by Natalie's mother, I explained to the doctor that I was
gay and wanted to begin hormone treatments to live as a girl. I felt
extremely embarrassed, and Natalie snickered a little at the sight of
my small penis.
The doctor noticed this too. "Your penis is quite small," she said
in a commanding British accent. "Your frame is thin and you're somewhat
bottom-heavy. You should be perfect for our treatment." She went on
to explain an aggressive new ultra-hormone therapy, one which would
work easily on someone my age within a 3 month time span and produced
extremely dramatic feminine results. The doctor also said that judging
by my body type, my new body would become 'robustly female'. The drugs
would also eventually prevent any erections and change my voice. They
would also stunt my growth at my current height. The appointment ended
with me receiving my first shot 'right in the butt' and being sent
home.
At home, we agreed it seemed odd for me to begin living as a girl
before I really started resembling one, but Natalie began schooling me
in some of the arts of what being a young teenage woman was all about.
I started doing the 'woman's work' of the house and read girlish
magazines and watched Natalie's TV shows. She and her mother referred
to me as 'Monica'.
Within 2 weeks, however, I was seeing physical results. I had already
received permanent hair removal on my face, butt and underarms, and I
kept my legs shaved constantly, and my pubic region waxed into a
feminine 'landing strip'. The drugs were kicking in strong now, and my
nipples were swelling up, while my skin and muscle tone became much
softer. With the Florida tan I was receiving and my hair growing out, I
was becoming quite attractive.
Natalie and I continued to practice tennis, and I felt myself losing
a little speed and power as a result of the treatments. The game
seemed even more fun to me know, and even though Natalie was more
competitive against me, I was still much better than her. On July 1,
for the first time, I played with a tight, unpleated tennis skirt on.
It was such a thrill. The sportsbra kept my humble A cup breasts in
place while the skirt pushed against my barely rounded hips and
buttocks. My hair was down to my shoulders, almost, and I had had both
ears pierced and was always in makeup. My face was very pretty and I
was passing as a 15 year old girl quite easily.
As predicted by the doctor, I saw a spike in my hormone development
toward the middle of June. Not only was I becoming a girl -- I was
becoming a big girl -- with the type of body that high-powered tennis
players build upon. My ass was getting very round and a jiggly, while
my thighs were thick, powerful, and even a little chunky. My penis was
becoming so small I could tuck it easily between my legs under my
panties, and my belly was somewhat soft but nice and flat, accented by
a pretty belly button ring. Natalie said it made me look 'slutty'.
My breasts got huge all of a sudden -- full C's, and beautiful ones,
and because I was just a little bit overweight ("extra power" for my
ground strokes) they were exceptionally shapely. I loved the feel of my
huge breasts bouncing as I played and my luscious ass and thighs and
big hips, which curved out and tapered in under my skirt, and I began
to explore my new body more and more I found myself playing with my
hairless anus at night instead of my penis, which didn't even work
anymore.
Natalie and her mom started having me douche my 'vagina' regularly,
and I got a cute little ring inserted into my extra-small penis. My
lips were full and always red, and Natalie said they were beginning to
look like 'classic dick-suckers'. Such statements were starting to
excite me.
When mid-August hit, I was 5'9", 145, with big, floppy D cup breasts
and a huge, shapely ass. It felt like a pillow was underneath me when I
sat down. I was so excited to flaunt my new athletic, powerful, and
ultra-feminine body at school, which was beginning in only two weeks.
One day, Natalie got off the phone very excited and came running over
to me and gave me a big hug. "Guess what!" she squealed, "We have a
date tonight!"
I couldn't believe it. A date -- with guys?
"Of course, with guys -- studs, too. Big football guys," she leaned
in and whispered to me. "Big horse cocks," she giggled.
I was so nervous. What was I going to do?
"I told them all about you. I hope you don't mind though. I told them
you were a bit of a slut."
"What?"
"Well, I had to get their interest. I told them you were good at
blow jobs and liked to take it -- well -- up the ass. I guess we have a
lot to go over before tonight!"
We did indeed. Natalie picked out an outfit for me -- a very revealing
little miniskirt and a top that revealed almost all of my huge tits.
In her room, we practiced dick-sucking on a huge dildo of hers and she
proclaimed that I was a natural. I asked her about anal sex and she
said not to worry, that I should take it slow and it would be ok.
Our dates came at 10, and I was shocked to see that mine was an
enormous, handsome black stud who stood about 6'5" and had huge
muscles. I could tell right away he was attracted to my voluptuous
figure, and he began putting his hands on me as soon as we were in the
car. We sat in the back while Natalie and her date were in front.
I nervously answering his small talk questions when suddenly I looked
up and saw Natalie vigorously giving her date head in the front seat.
As I looked up, I felt a strong hand slowly guide my head down toward
the seat of my date's pants. He instructed me to unzip his fly, and
reluctantly I did so, and slowly an enormous, black cock emerged, rock
hard and at least 9 inches long. He pushed my mouth down over it and
began guiding my head up and down over the shaft.
While I was pumping, I felt the car park and turn off, and then
suddenly he lifted my head off his cock, before he had finished and
began pushing me gently into the back cargo area of car -- it was an
SUV.
I crawled on all fours, and he hiked the back of my skirt up,
revealing my big, juicy ass and my pink satin panties. He lowered them
slowly, and began tracing his giant cock around the globes of my ass
cheeks. The sensation was wonderful, but I was incredibly frightened.
Then, he began pushing his dick up against my hole, and I felt sudden
pain as he pushed it in.
I moaned softly, in a high, feminine voice.
"Easy, girl," he said, pushing slowly in. Instinctively, I pushed
back, trying to help him reach his goal. "That's a good slut," he
cooed.
With his hands, he pulled my top down and cupped and massaged my huge
breasts. It felt wonderful. Soon, we were in rhythm, and the feelings
of pain were overcome by intense psychological and even physical
pleasure.
"Fill me up," I found myself saying.
As I loosened up, he began moving faster, and I felt like such a slut
on all fours, taking it in the ass from this black stud. I began
screaming wildly in pleasure.
"Easy, you little whore!" Natalie said from the front, giggling.
Suddenly, he shot his hot cum up into my bowels, and I moaned with
pleasure. He pulled out of me slowly and I crumpled into a ball on the
floor of the cargo space. He stroked my nipples, thighs, and ass as he
said "Good slut," over and over.
I smiled softly as I dozed off a little bit, with his seemingly
gallons of cum beginning to drip out of my ass and into my panties.
TO BE CONTINUED
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